My Realistic Simulation Game

Chapter 73 is going to be a bombshell, it absolutely has to be a bombshell!

The group returned to the Chekhov Hotel, each with their own thoughts.

Qin Yuan's ruthless decisiveness was displayed to Chen Jianhua and the others for the first time without any concealment.

This caused them, the students, to feel clearly out of place.

Murder!

Does it really have to come to this?

They didn't know whether Qin Yuan was joking or serious.

But for people like Binzi, Wu Weiguo, and Gangzi...

Kayo was already dead in their hearts.

Qin Yuan had no time to consider Chen Jianhua and the others' thoughts.

This matter of adding a second generation might also serve as a test.

Those who stay are the trustworthy partners.

"Ocean, forward!" Qin Yuan looked at the two men and gave the order directly, "You two lead the team and continue to use the campus network to distribute the goods. Clear out the sheepskin coats you have as soon as possible! Recovering funds is the top priority!"

"Understood, Brother Yuan!"

Wang Haiyang and Li Xiangqian nodded emphatically. They knew that now was not the time to think about miscellaneous things. After loading the goods, they left the hotel in a hurry.

"Gangzi, Magan'er!" Qin Yuan looked at the other two, "At the Cheka market, you two set up your stall as usual, and while you're at it, send a few bottles of this kvass to Ivan and Vasily, and tell them that they'll be able to drink this stuff from now on."

"Don't worry, Brother Yuan!" Gangzi and Magan'er also accepted the order and left.

Only Qin Yuan, Chen Jianhua, Natasha, Binzi, and Wu Weiguo remained in the room.

Chen Jianhua didn't have as many concerns as others. He was the first to know Qin Yuan, and he knew best what kind of person Qin Yuan was.

He looked at Qin Yuan and asked, "Brother Yuan, if we're going to get those desperate thugs from Jia Dai to risk coming out and take the bait, we can't let it go too quietly."

"How can we sell our kvass in a way that will cause a big stir?"

Qin Yuan didn't hide anything from him, and said decisively, "Advertise! Advertise on TV!"

"A TV station?!"

Even though they were mentally prepared, Chen Jianhua and Natasha were still taken aback by the answer.

In this day and age, television commercials still feel too distant and "high-class" to these students.

"Yes, go to Moscow TV. I want all the Soviets to see our ads."

Qin Yuan spoke with certainty, as he was very familiar with advertising and marketing in the future and had no reservations whatsoever. "Natasha, how much money do we have in our account right now?"

Natasha immediately opened the ledger she carried with her, quickly calculated, and reported: "President Qin, Jianhua and his team have been selling sheepskin coats on campus and in the market these days. In addition to Gang and his team's income in the Cheka market, after deducting various expenses and reserved salary commissions, we currently have about one million rubles in cash available in the account."

She paused, then added, "Once all the remaining sheepskin coats are sold, after deducting costs and losses, the total revenue is expected to be between 2.7 million and 2.8 million rubles."

“One million rubles…” Qin Yuan pondered for a moment, then nodded. “That should be about enough!”

He looked at Natasha and said, "Natasha, Jianhua, you two, after you finish lunch, come with me to the TV station."

Seeing that everyone present had their own things to do, Wu Weiguo took the initiative to ask, "Brother Yuan, what do I need to do? Should I go back again and bring back some goods?"

Qin Yuan shook his head: "Wei Guo, Bin Zi, you two don't have any specific tasks for the time being."

"But remember, once we get to K3, you'll be the main force against Gaden!"

"Take a good rest these few days to recharge, but always be ready!"

"Understood! Brother Yuan!" Binzi and Wu Weiguo exchanged a glance and replied at the same time.

After a simple lunch, Qin Yuan took Natasha and Chen Jianhua straight to the Moscow Television building.

Moscow is currently in a strange and restless atmosphere.

Economic reforms have faltered, political reforms have torn society apart, and in the cultural sphere... it's like a flood that's been released from its dam, completely out of control!

Gorbachev's promotion of "openness" and "new thinking" was like opening Pandora's box.

The media, which was once strictly controlled, is now filled with various anti-Soviet, anti-establishment, and even ethnic separatist rhetoric!
Newspapers, radio, and television became battlegrounds where various ideologies clashed fiercely and attacked each other. Why did the Soviet Union collapse so quickly?

This complete collapse in the cultural sphere and the utter chaos in ideology are undoubtedly among the major contributing factors.

Gorbachev called this "freedom of speech," but little did he know that this torrent of "freedom" was carrying the entire empire toward the abyss.

However, all this chaos and deregulation is a great thing for Qin Yuan!
They entered the Moscow Television building with ease.

After explaining their purpose, they were warmly received by a department head in charge of advertising.

The supervisor's name was Igor, a man in his forties with thinning hair and shrewd eyes.

He clearly knew how to generate revenue. When he heard that Qin Yuan, this "foreign businessman," wanted to advertise, and that it was an advertisement for food and beverages, his eyes lit up instantly!

"Welcome! Welcome, friends from China!" Igor said with a beaming smile, personally pouring coffee. "Advertising on Moscow TV? A wise choice! We reach the largest audience in the entire Soviet Union! Unparalleled influence!"

Qin Yuan was well aware of the significance of Moscow Television, knowing that it was equivalent to CCTV in China.

So he didn't waste any words and made his request directly: "Director Igor, we need a 30-second commercial to be broadcast during prime time for a month, at least three times a day."

Igor's eyes darted around as he quickly calculated the price in his mind, but his smile remained unchanged: "30 seconds of prime time, broadcast continuously for a month, three times a day... that's quite a lot."

"Mr. Qin, how about this, we'll offer you a discounted price..."

He gave a number: "48 rubles!"

48 rubles!
Both Chen Jianhua and Natasha were quite surprised.

It's not that I think it's too expensive.

It's surprisingly cheap?

Qin Yuan remained expressionless, quickly assessing the situation in his mind.

In 1990 Moscow, considering the television station's coverage and influence, this price was indeed not outrageous, and could even be considered quite "fair".

This clearly demonstrates just how desperately short of money TV stations are right now!
"Sure!" Qin Yuan nodded readily. "But I have two requirements: First, the commercial must be produced according to our creative concept; second, the broadcast time must be a true prime time slot, such as after the evening news!"

"No problem! Absolutely no problem!" Igor was overjoyed to see Qin Yuan's prompt reply and patted his chest to assure him, "You provide the creative ideas, and our professional team will handle the filming and production! Don't worry about the time slot; it'll definitely be prime time at 7 PM! We guarantee your satisfaction!"

The contract was finalized quickly.

Qin Yuan paid the deposit on the spot.

Stepping out of the television station building, Natasha stared in disbelief at the drastically reduced figures in her account: "President Qin, 48 rubles... and you bought a month's worth of advertising on Moscow Television?"

Qin Yuan calmly said, "Nowadays, television media outlets are all self-operated and self-monitoring. We're offering them a business opportunity, and at this price, they might even be afraid of scaring us away!"

He looked at Chen Jianhua: "Jianhua, there are still 52 rubles left in the account, right?"

“Yes!” Chen Jianhua nodded.

"Don't keep this 52 either!" Qin Yuan waved his hand. "Go and contact the largest circulation newspapers in the Soviet Union immediately! Pravda, Izvestia, Spark, Trud..."

"Contact me any publisher, as long as they have a large circulation and wide influence!"

"There's only one requirement: advertise! Take up as much space as possible, for as long as possible!"

Chen Jianhua didn't hesitate: "Brother Yuan, what about the advertisement content?"

Qin Yuan already had a plan in mind: "The West has their Coca-Cola, and we have kvass, which has been around for thousands of years!"

"Far Eastern Kvass, the millennia-old beverage of the Slavic people, is making a triumphant return!"

Upon hearing this advertising slogan, Chen Jianhua's eyes widened immediately.

Holy crap, didn't Gangzi and Magan'er say that Yuan started working right after graduating from high school?

Could someone with only a high school education come up with such an advertising slogan?
Not only is it catchy, but most importantly, it's a direct competitor to Western cola!

As an international student, he was all too aware of how popular Coca-Cola and Pepsi were on campus.

Qin Yuan directly compared it to Western cola and also introduced the concept of a traditional Slavic beverage.

It's going to explode! It's absolutely going to explode!
(End of this chapter)